|The Thing I Value Most|
A young man learns what's most important in life from the guy next door. It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man.
College, girls, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams.
There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.
Over the phone, his mother told him,
As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.
The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to
the old house next door one more time.
Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like
over into another dimension, a leap through space and time. The house
exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every
piece of furniture....Jack stopped suddenly.
It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home
one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. "Signature
package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within
next three days," the note read.
There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch.
Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and
cleared his appointments for the next two days.
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the
that take our breath away." - Unknown
Thank you to our good friend, Sherin, for sharing this story with us!
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